here at EV HQ, braising is the cooking technique of the month. delicious and hearty and tremendously warming on a cold winter evening, and yet mila keeps complaining, asking when the braising mania will end. something to do with this braise taking two hours and she's hungry now and is it almost done yet and can she just have a bowl of ramen noodles instead?
from phoebe damrosch's riveting account of her days as a captain at NYC's per se, which I tore through during a duo of boring lectures today:
the staff was taught to place the spiegelau wineglass to the right of the guest, aligned with the outer edge of the ercuis knife. however, should a waiter notice the guest had consistently moved the wineglass to their left, that waiter was to immediately notify the rest of the dining room staff of the change, such that the position of the glass would not be disturbed by an overeager backwaiter, and so that all subsequent wineglasses (meals are multicourse affairs at per se, with multiple wines to match) might be placed in this same, leftward position.
p.s. mom just joking I was obviously not reading in class.
first, our local loblaws is no longer actually a loblaws. it is now "loblaw greatfood," which apparently means they charge more for milk and no longer carry brown sugar, but rather only yellow sugar. WHAT KIND OF GROCERY STORY DOES NOT CARRY BROWN SUGAR? on further research the canadian sugar institute tells me that yellow sugar is simply a form of brown sugar, nevertheless I remain dubious of this sugar and disappointed in this new loblaw.
second, our loblaw now carries joe fresh. nestled in among the rows and rows of women's and children's clothing is a embarrassingly modest men's nook. as meager as the men's selection is, though, they do carry a broad range of long johns. WHY DID NO ONE TELL ME BEFORE HOW GREAT LONG JOHNS ARE? I AM WEARING THEM RIGHT NOW AND AM IMPERVIOUS TO COLD.
to the wedding blogger (not that I read those kinds of things) weighing the damask linens vs. the polka dot: no.
I wonder why angelina just arrived on the red carpet with an 80's porn star. maybe brad stayed home to care for the spawn?
OR instruments that sounded threatening in the scrub nurse's austrian accent, but really are not:
sterile gauze
thirteen millimetre drill
body wall retractor
